Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Brit
Boys: On Boys is
a collection of 8 M/M novellas written by 8 top British M/M authors. This
smokin’ hot box set is initially available at the bargain price of 99c/99p,
that’s a steal for 147,000 words/440 pages of unforgettable M/M erotic romance
that will leave your eReader, and you, burning up. Be sure and grab your copy
fast, as the price will be increasing at the end of January!

From east to west and north to south, these British
boys are having a blast in and out of the bedroom with the men of their dreams.
They’re topping and bottoming from London to Cardiff, living out fantasies in
the wildest fells and hooking up while serving HRH Queen Elizabeth II.

With passion and lust the name of the game, nothing
is off limits. Throw in honed muscles, high-strength testosterone and an accent
to die for and there is nothing they can’t do and no one they can’t get in this
world or another.

Bodywork

By
Ashe Barker

Alex
is doing okay. His body repair shop makes enough to live on, he has a decent
apartment, life is fine. That all changes when he runs into Graham in a
supermarket car park - literally. He offers to fix the damage to Graham’s
car free of charge. The sparks soon fly, and the heat between them
has nothing to do with welding equipment.

Breaking
the Marine

By
M.K. Elliott

Brandon
Rosen hadn’t planned for his final night before enrolling in the Royal Marines
to involve a hot stranger and a pub car park. And he certainly hadn’t planned
for that same hot stranger to turn up at the barracks in the form of his Drill
Instructor, Corporal Will Stewart. In the testosterone fuelled environment of
the training camp, can Brandon and Will overcome past pains and face up to what
they really want? Or will the Royal Marine Commando School break their
relationship before it even gets started?

Love
on Location

By
Lucy Felthouse

When
Theo Samuels heads off to film on location in the village of Stoneydale, he's
expecting drama to take place on camera, not off. But when he meets gorgeous
local lad, Eddie Henderson, he struggles to ignore his attraction. A
relationship between the two of them would be utterly impractical, yet they're
drawn together nonetheless. Can they overcome the seemingly endless hurdles
between them? Or is their fling destined to remain as just that?

Landscapes

By
K D Grace

Alonso
Darlington has a disturbing method of keeping landscaper, Reese Chambers, both
safe from and oblivious to his dangerous lust for the man. But Reese isn’t easy
to keep secrets from, and Alonso wants way more than to admire the man from
afar. Can he risk a real relationship without risking Reese’s life?

The
Chase

By
Lily Harlem

Steve's
killing time working in a comedy club. Why not? It makes him laugh and both the
clientele and the comedians are not just fit but also great company. One stand
up joker decides to create a wild goose chase for Steve and his ex Robert.
Cavorting around Cardiff on a frosty night, however, does more than just show
them the way to a threesome, it also reveals the reasons why they should give
each other one more shot.

Dish
of the Day

By
Clare London

Richie’s
sunk all his hopes and savings into a new restaurant in south London promoting
British ingredients and recipes. His best friends Craig and Ben should be
around to help him celebrate the grand opening, but it looks like it’s all
heading for disaster - until his friends step in to tell him some home truths.
Then they’ll help him relax and enjoy their loving, intimate menu
instead.

E2

By
Sarah Masters

When
Archie meets Dan after The Change, he realises there is no such thing as a
random meeting of soul mates, it's all mapped out in the stars. Now all he's
got to do is hope those orbiting planets stay in alignment and true love finds
him again.

Locked
Out

By
Josephine Myles

Getting
accidentally locked out of his hotel room on Valentine's Day night is
embarrassing enough for teacher Martin Cooper, but the fact he's stark naked
makes it even worse. It doesn't help that the one person he runs into is Rod,
the gorgeous man he'd been checking out earlier in the hotel pool. But when Rod
offers Martin a refuge, the night heats up. Now if only Martin could get the
hang of this seduction business...

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Tantalyzing Tuesday and I am cheating, just a tiny bit. I am trying to finish The Para-portage of Emily for Secret Cravings Publishing and it is due January 1, 2015 which is a mere 36, or so, hours away.In order to meet a previous commitment to a group, this group of talented authors I belong to, I am posting a snippet as my Teaser submission for today. I have just written these words so I hope that you enjoy my work as the very ink dries.Have a prurient passage to my partners posts and read their submissions. They are sure to be a delight. The links and list of authors are listed below and sprinkled throughout.Happy New Year. Bounty and Blessings to you all.Enjoy ~ ☼ღஜﾚo√乇¸.☆¨¯`*.✿.*˜"*°

Secrets by Candlelight

Emily lit a
candle that had once been on the mantel and re-entered the cubby. The draft was still
chilly and very musky. The candle cast a flickering light that darted into dark
corners and exposed them briefly to her curious penetrating gaze. There was no
handrail along the stone wall created by the back of the fireplace. And the
stone steps, narrow and steep, descended sharply into a knowing black abyss. But, Emily had no fear—none—and she was shocked by her lack of dread. In point
of fact, Emily was not burdened by anxiety nor foreboding. Her expectations
were not tied to any particular outcome. The journey into her cellar was not
overshadowed by any explicit feeling, except that of awe and wonderment, a raw
anticipation. Her heart beat out a cadence that her footsteps followed deeper
into the chasm which she knew in her soul was no void.

It would be
filled with secrets.

Emily knew
in the very heart that she could not control…cold secrets that seized her core
in an icy grip and her lungs in piercing seizures—cold, perhaps dark, secrets that
would soon be her own.

Would the candle
be enough to light her way and protect her from harm by banishing the darkness
into the golden hue of emanating truth? She was soon to find out. Each
additional step brought her closer, each breath added to an incantation she
whispered to no one but herself and yet everyone in the past—each heartbeat brought
her closer to him, only him. Involuntarily, she caught herself invoking his
name.

“Colin…” His whispered name preceded her willful plunge into the darkness.

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Flash Fiction Friday is hot and Christmas is over. So is 2015, nearly. But, not our little shorts, not that these two guys are wearing shorts. Who wouldn't love those bodies. Anyway, I digress. One photo as a subject for us all and ONLY 100 words max. That is the challenge--to write a complete story in only 100 words, being succinct, precise, colorful and imaginative. Go have a read around all the others and see what they have served up for your prurient pallet. The link is below and sprinkled like fairy dust all over this post.Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and Happy Holidays!Enjoy ~ ☼ღஜﾚo√乇¸.☆¨¯`*.✿.*˜"*°

White Christmas Love

The men loved one another beyond explanation; they
neither thought a reason nor apology was necessary. Their love was as real as
anyone’s and deserved the same recognition, the same validation. Christmas was
when they fell in love; Christmas was when they celebrated their love.

Their union was still not legally sanctioned, but that
did not stop the two lovers—they wore their love and respect for one another
proudly. One quarter century together was an accomplishment for anyone.

“I love your holiday card but what do you think our
families will think about it?“

A Taste of Thursday falls on Christmas Day this years, so before I forget...Merry ChristmasA bunch of wonderful authors are posting a sweet morsel for you to taste from their WIPs. Mine is from Moonbeams of Unintended Consequences. I hope you enjoy it. Lily meets her real father for the first time, although she does not know that he is. They are in Chicago because he has offered to be tested as a live organ donor, after the death of his beloved wife. She would have wanted him to offer any help he could.The participating authors are grouped on a page and listed one by beautiful one like presents below a Christmas tree. Please, go should them some Holiday love and read their offerings, too. God bless and keep you safe in His loving heart.Happy Holidays, Happy Hanukkah and Happy Holidays!

Enjoy ~ ☼ღஜﾚo√乇¸.☆¨¯`*.✿.*˜"*°

Black Suits You

Simon
went to the front door and opened the massive oak door with a welcoming smile
as he walked out onto the asphalt driveway and up to the limousine door, which
he bent to open.

“I am
glad to see you made it! And just in time for a late lunch! And who is this
young lady? Miss Lily, I presume?” Simon bent further at the waist in a grand
gesture of welcome to Lily.

“And you
must be Mr Simon. But, Mummy didn’t tell me you were black.”

“Lily!
Oh, Simon, I am so sorry! Lily how could you say something like that?”

“Well,
you didn’t, Mummy.” Lily seemed confused at the response from her mother but
matter-of-factly extended her hand for Simon to shake.

“I am. I
mean, I am Mr Simon. I guess I am black, too. Does it matter?” Simon shook the little girl’s hand with a
level of mock seriousness. Jordan refrained, apparently, from any further
interference.

“No,
should it?”

“Of
course not. Personally, I like being black. I think it suits me.”

“You
know? ...Being black does suit you! You have a very deep voice. You look like the man on the cd’s
Mummy has of a famous singer. I think she has all of his cd’s.”

“Does
she now?” Simon looked at Jordan and leaned in to hug her in welcome. She
smelled of lavender and vanilla, as he always remembered her. Bud was
collecting their luggage from the trunk and steering clear of this
conversation. “Just leave them in the hallway, Bud. I will take them back to
the guest house later. The ladies may need something to freshen up for lunch.
Why don’t you stay, too, Bud, and have a bite with Maddie? She has prepared
chicken salad. She always enjoys your company, no matter what she says.”

“Thanks,
Mr D. She can be contrary, but I love her chicken salad. I’ll just leave these
here, for the ladies. Okay right here, Mr D?”

“Perfect,
Bud!” Bud tipped his hat to Jordan and Lily then removed it from his head as he
walked down the ceremonial entrance to the back of the house and the kitchen.

“So, Ms
Jordan. You have all my cd’s, now, do you? The mouse has jumped clean outta
that bag!”

“It IS you! Mummy didn’t tell me that
either.”

“Well,
some things are more fun if they are a surprise. Would you like to meet my
little girls and my son? Not that you have much choice in the matter. Here they
come barreling now!”

“Yes,
please…”

‘Slow
down, kids, slowwwwwww down! This is Lily and her mother, Jordan. They will be
staying with us in the guest house for a few days. This is Simon Jr, Lianna and
my oldest, Saile.”

“Hi,
Lily,” Saile said with a warm smile.

“Hi, I’m
Simon”

“Yes, I
guessed that,” Lily replied sweetly.

“And I
am the baby of the family, Lianna. I am six and a half years old, so I am NOT a
baby. But that’s what everyone always says. I would rather be a ballerina or the princess of
the family. See my crown? Would you like to be a princess, too?” Lianna lowered
her chin so Lily could get a closer look at her rhinestone tiara.

“Oh,
yes! Do you have another crown?”

“No, but
you can wear this one, if you want.”

“Oh, I
wouldn’t dream of taking yours!”

“You
girls can figure out the crown thing after lunch. Let’s all go see Miss Maddie.
Are you hungry, Lily?

“Oh,
yes, sir, Mr Simon. I am starving!”

Laughing, Jordan and Simon shared a glance and an
unspoken moment usually reserved for lovers. Thus, began the friendship between
the children. Lily wove her way into Simon’s heart at first glance. She was a
charming, precocious child, very intelligent and quick witted. He was already her willing slave.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

My teaser today is
about love, for sure, but love celebrating seniors, the seniors we are or will
become and those in our lives already who may be suffering from dementia, serious Alzheimer's or memory illnesses. I am not too sure how many writers we will have this week participating, so, please be a dear and have yourself a merry little visit to those we do have. Please go to their page and see what they have written in two hundred words or less to the photo of their choice. The author's group page is linked below and scattered all over the page as well as each author is listed like special snowflakes below, one-by-one.Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and Happy Holidays!Enjoy ~ ☼ღஜﾚo√乇¸.☆¨¯`*.✿.*˜"*°

I Am Not Going to Miss You

The years have come and they have gone, and through each new
sunrise, we have faced life together. There have been easy days and days of
trial but amongst the smiles and sorrow has been strength and passion. For now, in
this moment, in this now, let me breathe in your shadow and take today for what
it brings. A touch, a whisper and kiss good-bye tonight breaks forth when
the day is born anew tomorrow.

You’ll wake when the sun slices through your window to kiss your cheek so fair,

I’ll be there beside you, as I have year after year after
year.

Our love is locked in passion that has grown old along with
us.

Our hearts are woven as one—unbreakable—shored by love and trust.

We have faced each day together even triumphed before we
have begun.

The battles we have faced and fought, are battles done and
won.

If I should leave tomorrow, and that tomorrow will surely
come,

I’ll take with me your sorrow and leave you warmed by the
morning sun.